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September 1986

 

I took the chalk within my hand

to write upon the board

a tale of me through all the years

 

I wrote upon it all Ive done

and all the things I thought

and stood back and looked

 

what I wrote in white

now showed up as black

such a load of evil

to be carried by my name

and anchored by it to my death

in shame I wept

 

I cried to God

He took it all away

 


 

At A.O.B.M.  Sunday service by

Ken (the swimmer) from Pembroke

 


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